Wart
Too bad I had to see you today
Don’t know what you’re made of
‘Cept one part “T”
And one part War (on humanity)
Looky here—it’s big and getting’ bigger
Can’t face you now
Can’t even look in a mirror
I stopped getting fan mail
A whole month ago, lead singer quit
The band…and
Nobody comes around my one room walk up
Flat…I started wearin’ a hat
And a scarf and a vinyl Jump Suit
Can’t hide, can’t hide
This wart is out to get me
It’s out of control, it’s eating me
I have no life, it controls my
Every move
Y A H H H---!
Way to go out, finish the race
Man explodes, wart on his face
Red balloons always remind me
The day you came to stay
I put my good old days behind me
WART
Get it off, get it off, get it off me
WART
Leave it alone/It’ll go away/NO
WART
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